Welcome, my friends, to Bikini Bottom. It is where I live, in that pineapple over there. One day, I was preparing for employment down at the Krusty Krab. "I'm ready!" I said excitedly.

"Patrick, I can't do it. I'll never work at the Krusty Krab." I told him. Then he tells me that I have the confidence to work for Mr. Krabs.

Only now do I have the hydro-dynamic spatula in hand. "Here I come, Mr. Krabs!", I screamed upon entering back at the Krusty Krab. Then, I made each of the anchovies one krabby patty after another.